May 2011
34 posts
When in times wher thou shan’t toke. Grind thee down and eat thy smoke. No need to wonder why or how. Nor question if I’m high right now. My legs feel cool, my speech is slow. My brain is blazed, my eyes are low. Put it in a cookie, put it in a cake. Put ur weed in a brownie and less all get baked :-)
-wiz
haha <3
